Nostalgia ain't what it used to be.
Take charity collections for hospitals.
Once Londoners would smile and genuflect money into bright yellow buckets during Rag Week - that time when gurning cross dressing male nurses would sell 'hilarious' joke magazines to unsuspecting commuters.
For once however Great Ormond Street has proved the future can be better than the past.
Gone are the men in drag and instead a giant burlesque swing has been erected at Liverpool Street, where a blonde corseted lady in fishnets sits on a velvet cushion. Money is raised by the donation of a shiny gold pound whereupon said chap may push the lady for a moment or two.
Not quite the Foppatorium, but certainly a good stride towards chappist Utopia.

In todays hectic and stressful world it's hard for modern man to know what to do. Should he be the caring family man or the cut-throat careerist ? At times such as these it's difficult to know how to behave so H&G are considering opening a place of repose and tranquility where a chap can be truly himself.

You will be greeted at the door with a soft velvet smoking jacket and ushered inside to recline on one of several chaises longue. Pipes of opium can be smoked while members recline with a slim book of verse. Called 'The Foppatorium' we think it would be a great success. Comments or a suggested locale welcome. WP

H&G enjoyed great success at the recent M&M Awards which doffed a hat to the best of international media planning. We scooped two first prize awards for recent work on Aviva and made it to the shortlist for campaign of the year. Pipes of the finest shag were packed brim full and silver topped canes twirled with even more vim and vigour than usual. Well done us. WP